standing in the mirror,
i hate the person that i see,
cause the man looking back,
ain't the man i wanna be.
unhappy and unloved,
the devil standing behind him,
to give him that old familiar shove.
he hurts the ones around him,
destroys the good in his life,
just like he did with the love and trust,
of the girl who was to be his wife.
he's a ghost of a man,
broken and alone,
constantly thinking about,
all the wrong he has done.
he broke the heart of an angel,
which i thought was impossible to do,
but as the tears fall from your beautiful brown eyes,
i realize that it's true.
i gotta change the things i do,
i gotta learn to shut my mouth,
i gotta listen to you and my heart,
and block the devil out.
i can't be that guy,
i gotta be a better man,
if i ever stand a chance,
of being truly happy again.
i gotta save the good inside,
and help you find yourself again,
so that two loving people,
can once again be best friends.
i'm gonna fix everything,
cause i can't pull the trigger,
i make this promise,
to get rid of the man in the mirror.